Brian O'Neill. The coldest fella Tommen's has ever seen-or so they say. And I get it. He walks down the halls like he owns the place, never says much unless he has to, face like it's carved out of marble, always unreadable. He's like a winter prince-untouchable, a bit terrifying, and way too beautiful to be real. But he's mine. He's my boyfriend. He makes my heart beat like a bloody war drum every time he so much as looks at me with that stormy gaze of his. Protective to a fault. He'd burn the whole world down if it meant keeping his siblings safe. They're everything to him-his whole bleeding heart, even if he acts like he hasn't got one. And he fights. Not schoolyard scuffles. Not rugby scraps. I'm talking about underground, illegal fights. The kind you don't talk about. The kind you pray he walks away from. *** Daisy Biggs. If sunshine had a body and a runway walk, it'd be her. She's Ireland's it girl-covers of magazines, Vogue campaigns, CHANEL deals before she was even out of third year. Everyone knows her name. Every girl wants to be her, and every lad stares a bit too long when she walks past. But she's mine. She's my girlfriend. Yeah-me. The cold bastard with blood on his knuckles and bruises under his hoodie. I don't know how I pulled her, honest to God. Maybe 'cause she sees something in me no one else bothers to look for. But we keep it quiet. No one at Tommen's knows. Can't risk the papers finding out, or the other students. She's soft with me. Gentle in a way that makes me forget I've got cuts across my ribs or a busted lip. When I show up to her place, bleeding or shaking or just not right in the head after a fight, she never freaks. She just pulls me in, cleans me up, and wraps her arms around me like I'm something worth saving. I know she hates the fights. Hates what they do to me. Hates what I have to do to win. But what am I supposed to do? When you've got a da who treats you like a weapon, you learn real quick that choices are a luxury.

Leah was lucky. After a lifetime of poverty, her and her mother were saved. She had new clothes, a new house, a fancy new school, a new step father, and everything she had ever lacked. But as it too often is, everything was too good to be true. Yes, her private school uniform is pristine but the bruises that lie underneath tell a different story. But she can hide it, she just has to get through this year, and then she can be free, but everything starts to unravel when she meets a boy. At age twelve, Tadhg was saved. He got out of that haunted house. He had adoptive parents that adored him, his siblings were happy, and he was finally safe. So why did he still feel this way? Why was he still on edge after all these years? He should be thriving like his brothers and his sister, and yet he wasn't. He was numb to it all, until he met her. She unraveled him. This is a Boys of Tommen fan fiction, following Tadhg Lynch and Leah Daly. This story is the third instalment in my 'Boys of Tommen You Series' and is connected to my other two stories, 'Seeing You' and 'Haunting You' but are not required to read before this one. Also I'll start updating this story once I finish 'Haunting You' All of these characters belong to Chloe Walsh, I do not claim any of them as my own, this is purely for fun. As there is not much information surrounding Tadhg and Leah's story, I won't be following any canon, and Leah's story will be entirely created by me. TW: This story will include character death(flashbacks), domestic abuse, child abuse, sexual abuse, drug addiction, smoking, mental illnesses and overall a lot of trauma. There will also be some explicit scenes that are 16+. I will however be putting specific warnings for different chapters, so you can avoid triggers. Thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoy! (Comment any questions or suggestions that you have for me)

Tadgh Lynch doesn't lose focus. He's sharp, volatile, and not here to play nice. First year at Tommen, he's already collecting enemies-and Leah Daly's at the top of the list. Leah Daly's fierce, stubborn, and hiding the kind of damage you don't talk about. She's built for survival, and Tadgh's the last person she wants anywhere near her. She hates him. He hates her. That should've been the end of it. But the more he sees, the more it looks like his history repeating itself. And once he recognises it, walking away isn't an option. Even if saving her burns him all over again.

Josie Lynch knows how to disappear. At home, silence is survival. Bruises, harsh words, secrets she can't share. With her twin brother Joey, staying small is the only way to survive. She counts every bite. Every pound. Control is all she has left. Then comes Tommen College. And Hughie Biggs-cocky, untouchable, exactly who she shouldn't want. Something about him pulls her in anyway. And she's not sure she can stay safe.

She is under water, but he will pull her out. Whatever it takes. Tadgh Lynch doesn't do distractions. He's guarded, sharp, and has more baggage than he lets on. But starting at Tommen College, nothing's supposed to shake him-not even her. Jaylana Pierce is quiet, bruised, and hiding something no one else sees. Secrets are second nature to her. Survival depends on them. Tadgh knows he should stay away. But the more he sees through her walls, the harder that becomes. And saving her might just cost him everything.

"𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐈'𝐦 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨'𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮..." Edel Kavanagh x John Kavanagh BOYS OF TOMMEN FIC Runaway 15 Edel has been living in Dublin most of her life. Dragged from pillar-to-post, no one seems to want her, including her own parents. Edel hops on a train with a one-way ticket to Ballylaggin, Cork, where she meets someone who really does want her. The boy who she never realized would change her life forever. John has everything going for him. Star of the rugby team at Tommen private, John is a straight A student and already wealthy enough. He seems to have his life in order, except when a lonely girl lands in her driveway one evening. John claims to hate her, but really, he'd do anything in his power to protect her. CONTAINS THEMES OF: self harm, suicide, rape/sexual assault, drinking, drugs. #1 edelkavanagh xx

IN WHICH: TADHG LYNCH X LEAH DALY "You always were two steps ahead of everyone. We'd walk behind while you would run. And the years have proved to offer nothing since you moved. Now you're long gone, and I can't move on, and I miss you." - Missing, No Mercy "Shut up, Lynch." "Shutting up, Daly." Started: June 5th, 2025 Finished: March 25th, 2026 word count: 150k words ‼️ I'VE WRITTEN "TADGH" INSTEAD OF "TADHG" THROUGHOUT ACT 1 AND ACT 2 I'M SORRY

Edel doesn't do soft. She doesn't do safe. And she definitely doesn't do sober. She walks into BCS with sharp eyes, dirty secrets, and an addiction she pretends she controls. A dead father. An alcoholic mother. A home that never felt like one. Until John Kavanagh. John has money, a future, and a family that still works. A life Edel was never meant to touch. Different worlds. Same school. She doesn't need saving. He doesn't know he's trying anyway. Some girls don't run because they're reckless. They run because staying would kill them.

"Victoria Rowe is a human metronome. Reliable. Consistent. And utterly forgettable." To the skating world, eighteen-year-old Victoria Rowe is the girl who never falls-and the girl who never wins. After a devastating twelfth-place finish at the 2025 World Championships, the critics are louder than ever: Victoria is "safe." She's a "double-jump specialist." She's a relic of an era where playing it cool was enough. But Victoria has a secret. In the quiet, midnight hours of frozen rinks, she isn't the ballerina Arthur, her controlling coach, wants her to be. She is a powerhouse landing quads that aren't supposed to be possible. Fed up with the labels and the limitations, Victoria makes a choice that shocks the skating world: she leaves the only coach she's ever known for the high-velocity camp of Tatiana Malinina. Training alongside the "Quad God" himself, Ilia Malinin, Victoria must do more than just find her technical edge-she has to find her voice. From the Grand Prix circuit to the bright lights of the 2026 Olympics, Victoria is no longer playing for a clean sheet. She's playing for a revolution. Because the only thing more dangerous than a girl who can jump is a girl who has nothing left to lose. number 1 in #figureskating on 02/09/26 number 1 in #skating on 02/10/26 number 1 in #ilia on 02/10/26 number 1 in #milan on 02/10/26 number 1 in #teamusa on 02/20/26 number 1 in #winterolympics on 02/22/26 *Please keep in mind that I myself am not a figure skater! I also do not know how the media works for Team USA, I only know how scoring and competition work because that is all I've ever watched!

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